bluebug

the bug is blue

Sunday, September 29, 2002

is it just me, or is the below a really flippant and quite rude, unconstructive kind of rejection letter to send?

Hi.

Thanks so much for your contribution to Going Down Swinging 20.

Unfortunately, we have decided not to accept your work for publication. There are several possible reasons that this has happened:

1) We were completely unable to discern and fully appreciate the subtle metaphors laced throughout your writing, due to a terminal case of thick-headedness on our part;

2) Your piece may have been a little under-developed, a little bit too “first draft”, and as such it may need further work before it’s truly rooly as good as it can be;

3) Some weird kind of supervillain burst in at the precise wrong moment and hit us with a yellow laser-beam thingie, paralysing us, and it was HER that sent you this letter (bwah-ha-ha-haaaaah!); or

4) Something else, maybe.

We urge you not to assume that this particular rejection letter is intended to refer to your entire oeuvre, past, present and future, but rather to take it in the spirit which it is meant - one of appreciation and well-intentioned cautionary feedback - and continue to grace us with your submissions at forthcoming interstices in the space-time continuum.

Thanks once again for taking the time to send us your work. We hope this letter finds you in good cheer and good health.

Yours editorially,
(co-editor)

Monday, September 23, 2002

the way life is a series of dots and dashes
the dots are the things that stand out.
the dashes are the long periods where nothing changes and looking back, you can't tell one day from the other. the days on which I've travelled I can remember clearly. all the days at this desk will seem one when I look back.
do you live more life if you're constantly changing, making marks and impressions on the record of the mind?

and what marks the boundaries between dots and dashes? what are the spaces, the turning points? sometimes you notice, sometimes you don't.
the things that need to be said.
the things that need to be written.

someone said that no one has time to write. you just find it if you need it.
so here is a space, if not the time.